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Volume 1: Entering the flowers alone

"How about it, have you found any good products?" Qiangzi took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it over.

Tang Huan shook his head, did not respond, and continued to pick it up slowly. Today is the weekend, and Panjiayuan is crowded with people. Some collectors took out all kinds of items they had saved to exchange here for exchange. It was the most lively time.

When you choose carefully at this time, you can often find unexpected surprises. Unlike others who like to travel or go online, Tang Huan likes to collect some things quietly alone.

The things he collected were neither stamps nor jade, but some phone cards that could be seen everywhere. This habit was developed when the phone cards first appeared. He was just six years old at that time. To this day, with the help of friends and relatives, his collection has included various phone cards issued at home and abroad.

However, most of the cards in front of them are very ordinary products. You should know that the phone cards have been issued for more than ten years. Although various phone cards have been changing over the past decade, they are not very precious because of the large sales volume. Only some of them are issued small and have earlier models.

Tang Huan's fingers kept flipping suddenly stopped. This was a very ordinary phone card. The pattern of this phone card was nothing surprising. It was the most widely circulated and used standard phone card now. However, what attracted Tang Huan's attention was the strokes on the card.

Yes, the lines are beautiful and smooth, and the brushwork is skillful, with a feeling that machine printing has never been before. Every turning arc is round and full, making him stare at it in the pile of cards at a glance.

This card seems to have been used, and it is obvious that it has been used by a budget-oriented person. The chip it touches is covered with scratches. It is probably its former owner who saves a lot. But it was not this first to attract Tang Huan's attention, but a pure intuition.

This is a telephone card issued by telecommunications. It can be said that all the people who collect the telephone card will have a lot of hands. Because of this, this is what he is most familiar with, but when his hand passed by the card, it was burned a little.

This is the biggest reason why this card attracted Tang Huan's attention. When he looked carefully, he was shocked. Although the weight was no different from that of an ordinary card, the material was a bit different. Although ordinary people would not notice it, Tang Huan knew that this was not from PVC.

Did someone temporarily replace the feeding material? This is too precious.

Who does such thankless things?

With this question, Tang Huan hurriedly paid the money, turned around and ran to the public telephone on the street.

The amount displayed on the phone was zero. Obviously, the card had been used up, so it was discarded. But Tang Huan felt that this card was not simple. He wanted to figure it out and quickly took a car and ran home.

"You can't go to college even if you get into college. Your dad said you will take you to their unit to visit tomorrow. I'll find you a few pieces of mentally worn clothes. Our Xiaohuan has been admitted to a key university, and your dad is so happy this time." Tang Huan's mother immediately opened up when she saw her baby son coming back.

"I understand, I know, mom, you haven't done what you promised me last time. When will I not need to take a taxi?" Tang Huan threw away his schoolbag, threw himself into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and desperately fed a large sip of soda.

"Okay, mom keeps her word and buy it for you when school starts."

After Tang Huan dealt with a lot of problems with his mother and sat in his room, it was already half an hour later.

Turn on the high-power desk lamp and carefully looked at the card. When he calmed down and thought about its lines carefully, he finally found a different place from the ordinary card.

When you first look at this pattern, you will think it is exactly the same as an ordinary phone card, but if you look closely, you will find that it is very different. Each stroke on it seems to contain another symbol. When these symbols are superimposed, they become very ordinary patterns.

This was a very wonderful feeling. He could clearly feel what was included. He tried to gently land on the symbol with his fingers. When he focused on slowly moving according to the symbols on it, a miracle happened. First, a faint light appeared where the fingers touched, and then as his fingers moved, each part was glowing.

Not only did Tang Huanfu's fingers stop, but instead continued to draw continuously. After a while, it seemed that the pattern of the entire phone card lit up, becoming brighter and brighter, and the range became larger and larger. Then it turned into a big hole with silver light, swallowing Tang Huan in.

I don’t know how long it took, Tang Huan slowly woke up from his coma. He found himself floating in the air, a very strange feeling. He recalled that he was depicting a phone card and there was a light. Where is this now?

Tang Huan took a breath, calmed down his violently beating heart, and slowly looked around. Various equipment that he had never seen had been piled up here, with some random thrown here everywhere, but he had never seen it before, and some even shining with various lights. Is this a magnificent and breathtaking, as if he had only stood here since ancient times?

This large garbage dump is hundreds of meters high, and you can't even see the top even if you look up. The gaps around you are even more boundless. I really don't know where the end is.

In the middle, there is something wrapped in silver light built on this site like a garbage dump. Silver light shines, and fog swamps. A few wisps of green smoke are emerging from it, surrounding the silver light. I don’t know which evil ghost is burning garbage here, making it look particularly weird.

When he was about to curse the environmentalists, a staircase that was a hundred meters long and shining with countless colorful light spread from the center of the silver light to his feet. The sides of the staircase were like fog, condensing various characters who had never seen before. They were staring at themselves with strange eyes.

Tang Huan stood on the stairs, and the curiosity in his heart overwhelmed the shock. This was really an interesting place. I don’t know who built it. He looked at the strange faces on both sides with curious eyes, including men and women. Most of them were wearing these strange clothes, as if they were talking to him, but Tang Huan could not hear a trace of sound.

Yes, there was no sound here. You could clearly see a lot of things moving, but you couldn't hear the sound. His heart was beating violently, and every beat was like a war drum with an echo, echoing in his ears.

He didn't know who built it, but he knew it was definitely not an ordinary place.

It took him a long time to realize that he had walked to the silver light. He reached out to push the door with curiosity and doubt.

The door disappeared with the contact of his hands, and at the same time, there was a sound in Tang Huan's ears, the sound of wind, the howling of equipment that the wind blew through, the sound of some unknown things bursting, and the banging sound of metal expansion.

Tang Huan was shocked and looked inside, empty, and he asked in a low voice: "Is anyone?"

No one spoke. He hesitated for a long time and walked in. As he entered the door, the whole room slowly lit up with him as the center. Some words appeared on the surrounding walls, which were actually in Chinese. "Destruction is creation. From ancient times to the present, those who step into this place can be destroyed, created, gained glory and wealth, and observed the world. If you get all the truth, you need to observe the falsehood for a lifetime and make good use of this place, you can change the world."

So powerful, why don’t you pile up with gold, silver and treasures? Tang Huan shook his head disapprovingly and continued to look down. It turned out that under each tall wall, there were some things piled up, including wooden, iron, some recognized, some unrecognized, and even later on, there were plastic. It seemed that these were the most important things that changed the world. He even saw the TV. Did this change anything?

He hurried over, and the words above said, "This thing changes people's hearts and creates employment. It was once a thing that everyone pays attention to, and it also created truth. It is extremely powerful. Those who achieve great things must remember it."

“…It’s really amazing.”

The more he walked back, the more strange it became. Tang Huan laughed. There was nothing on one of the walls, which aroused his interest. Is there anything that could be selected for a while?

"Tactic card, the creation of those who are interested makes mortals become immortals, and immortals and demons are even angry about this, don't move!" Lower is a skeleton symbol, indicating extreme danger.

But Tang Huan's heart was moving, which could make mortals become immortals? This is a good thing. When he was young, he had dreamed of such things. If he could really see gods and demons, no matter whether he was angry or not, he thought of this. When he thought of this, he looked down carefully and found that there was not something displayed under the wall, but it was too small, so he didn't notice it just now.

This is a small card, unlike the phone card it just saw. Although this card is lying quietly there, the purple-black pattern on the card is constantly flowing, as if it is about to gush out, but it is blocked by the boundary on the card.

Tang Huan took a deep breath and gently grabbed it. In an instant, the pattern on the card surged on his fingers and disappeared into his body. At the same time, countless scenes flocked into his mind. His brain was bursting and bursting for a moment, so he did not notice that as he picked up the card, the explanatory text on the wall slowly condensed, turning into a butterfly, spreading its wings away.

At this moment, Tang Huan already understood the origin of the matter, and also learned the origin of this card in this flash of fragment. The founding card can create a new world of talisman card. This is not a powerful magic weapon. On the contrary, this is a purely information card, which condenses the origin of the talisman card, the rules of the talisman card, and the production method.

This is a completely new world, a world that allows ordinary people to sweep across modern society. In this world, everyone can use talisman cards. They only need to use a card reader to stimulate the power in the talisman. Although they cannot live forever, they can use various spells, such as energy cards that can replace electricity, invisible cards, and spiritual cards that can give objects life.

There are even cards that can capture animals and plants, transportation cards that can transport large objects, and even cards that can be seen as cartoons. When he thinks of these, his heart can't stop trembling.

If someone looked carefully at this moment, they would find that the purple-black patterns just now appeared on Tang Huan's whole body, becoming more and more dense, but they were immortal formations made of dense talismans. As Tang Huan shouted in pain, a silver light flashed, and Tang Huan had disappeared in the air.

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"Refining Card" Book Number: 1049815
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